Dmpls-sos - Plagued By Thoughts

Paul once reminded me, 'Don't forget, you're not very good, any of you, you know that, don't you?' I had forgotten, I had. It had gotten to the point where I was really believing in myself, you know, really having a good time being me. Apple was in its (comparatively) early days. I had been back from America three months, this was summer 1968. It was design time for stationery and advertisements and logos, we were building our image by being and that was trouble, being. Being was sticking your neck out and getting bites all over it. I don't think I ever hated anyone as much as I hated Paul in the summer of 1968. Postcards would arrive at my house from America or Scotland or wherever, some outright nasty ones, some with no meaning that I could see, one with a postage stamp torn in half and pasted neatly showing the gap between the two halves. Joan received one bearing the words: 'Tell your boy to obey the schoolmasters,' and signed: 'Patron.' Far out. Lots of people were getting postcards in those days; Christ, you know it wasn't easy. These were the days long before Klein came into town. These were the days when Neil Aspinall as Managing Director would come into my room in Apple in the middle of the day and collapse on the sofa and sit, staring and staring. He tells me now it was fear. I knew then it was fear. We were all frightened. We were frightened of Them and we were frightened of each other and we were frightened of the press. At about this time Paul wrote 'Hey Jude'. Remember: make a sad song better.

As Time Goes By, Derek Taylor (1973)

Me

Biggest failing of the internet is that in order to be vibing with my friends I have to actually be talking to them. I socialize like a cat I just show affection by sitting next to you. Ily but sometimes I have Nothing to say. Not a damn thing going on in my head

This guy plays the tune of Jason Mraz - “I’m Yours” using two Nokia Phone

Toph is the best it's a fact

Iroh: so Toph, what are your goals in life?

Toph: I’ve been banned from every major city’s transportation system except Omashu

Toph: I don’t know what their limit is but I will fucking find it 

a superhero whose name is just. so dumb and self-explanatory. they’re called like ‘Knifegirl’ or something and everyone’s too busy laughing at their stupidass name to realize it has nothing to do w/ their actual powers, the villains are caught completely off guard

rip magneto you would have loved killing elon musk

I envy people who can fall asleep as soon as their heads make contact with a cushion. I am lying in bed awake at 1 in the morning thinking about how I am horrible at socializing. Tell me your methods please .

To socialize and sleep.

OH MY GOD

sakizuke // diary of a wimpy kid

not to alarm anyone but is anybody else worried about how everybody is fucking stupid